Chapter 549: Please go
Although King Fanyang seldom comes to the army, his status is such that the army still has his tent, which contains all the daily necessities and maps and sand tables.
At this time, Duan Shiang entered the tent and saw King Fanyang quickly stand up from behind the low table with a sand table: "Shiang is finally here!"
Duan Shiang's injury had not yet healed, and his right arm was wrapped in a bandage and immobilized, so he could not raise his hand to salute. He only bowed his head slightly to the King of Fanyang. When he raised his eyes, he asked, "Why did the prince come to the army in person?"
King Fanyang walked towards Duan Shiang and said, "Yesterday, I heard that the army from Huainan Road in the west was approaching Luoyang, and I didn't see you return to the city... I didn't sleep all night last night, and I was thinking about it over and over again. I was really worried."
Duan Shiang noticed that King Fanyang's eyes were slightly dark blue, and his face was indeed swollen as if he had not rested enough.
"Come, Shiang, sit down with me and talk..."
King Fanyang urged Duan Shiang to sit down at the low table. His every move showed his anxiety and uneasiness. He poured a cup of tea for Duan Shiang and said, "Shiang, I was anxious before and shouldn't have argued with you. I don't know much about military affairs, so I'm bound to get anxious and confused... Shiang, please don't take it to heart."
Duan Shiang placed his left hand horizontally on the low table, holding the teacup, but did not rush to drink it. He only said: "I hope Your Majesty can understand my painstaking efforts for Your Majesty's great cause..."
King Fanyang nodded quickly: "I understand, how could I not understand!"
As he spoke, his expression was somewhat moved and somewhat ashamed: "Shiang has worked hard all the way. If it weren't for me, how could he have injured his right arm?"
The sincerity of King Fan Yang's words was evident in his heart, as if he was writing to eliminate the previous differences and estrangements between the two.
Seeing Duan Shiang's expression eased, King Fanyang asked about the war: "...When I came here, I saw the army was counting the troops. Are they going to send troops?"
Duan Shiang naturally couldn't hide anything from King Fanyang on this matter, so he nodded and said, "The 50,000 Huainan Road troops in the west are camped only 50 miles away from Luoyang City. Although they have not shown any signs of attacking yet, if our army leaves them alone, it will only encourage their arrogance..."
How can I allow others to snore beside my bed? Moreover, Duan Shiang never liked to be the passive defensive party when marching and fighting.
"I have investigated and found that the 50,000 Huainan Road troops in the west are not as good at fighting as Chang Suining's Jiangdu troops. In comparison, they are the weakest of the three forces deployed by Chang Suining..." Duan Shiang narrowed his eyes and said, "Moreover, they are camped outside Luoyang, without terrain and city walls for defense. I want to send troops tonight to surprise attack and kill them in one fell swoop."
Duan Shiang briefly explained the deployment and intention to King Fanyang: "Once the gap on this side is opened, our army will occupy the two northwest sides and break Chang Suining's siege."
King Fanyang nodded first, then asked, "We are going to raid tonight, will Shiang also go with us?"
"Our army has suffered setbacks in attacking the city several times in a row, and our morale is not as high as before... In this battle tonight, we must win, not lose." Duan Shiang's eyes were filled with a murderous intent that was determined to win: "Therefore, I must lead the troops in person in this battle."
King Fanyang hesitated: "But Shiang, your injury..."
Duan Shiang had obviously not slept all night, and coupled with his injuries, his face looked weak and tired, and the murderous aura around him was mostly supported by his will.
At this moment, he said without hesitation: "It doesn't matter, let's win this battle first."
King Fanyang sighed, and suddenly thought of something. He slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, by the way, I have found a doctor who is good at treating sword and bone injuries for you, and brought him to the army—"
As he said that, he shouted to the guards beside him: "Hurry up and get the doctor over here!"
Duan Shiang bowed his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Your Majesty."
He still needs to be more patient with King Fan Yang at this time.
Even though King Fanyang did not agree to stay in Luoyang and confront Chang Suining, he did not dare to really break up with him, because King Fanyang knew very well that everything would ultimately depend on him, Duan Shiang.
But at the same time, it was not appropriate for him to fall out with the King of Fanyang at this time... The tens of thousands of elite Fanyang troops brought from Fanyang, of course, only obeyed his orders. But now, although these 170,000 troops were collectively called the Fanyang Army, most of them were forcibly recruited or captured along the way, and most of them only recognized the title of King of Fanyang.
If he wants to control all the troops at will and fight to the death with Chang Suining, then Li Fu must be his puppet.
Since it is still useful, it is naturally worth his time and effort to deal with it.
The doctor was quickly brought over to check Duan Shiang's injuries.
Duan Shiang's arm wound was penetrating, and it was not easy to recover, not to mention that he had not been able to rest quietly. Now that he took off his clothes and untied the wound, he saw that the wound was still oozing with sticky pus and blood.
Fortunately, it is almost the winter solstice now despite such an injury. If it had been a hot summer, not only would his arm be in danger, but his life would probably be in danger.
Duan Shiang had been busy since he left the city yesterday, and had not had time to change the dressing. At this moment, the doctor cleared the pus, blood and festering adhesions on the surface of Duan Shiang's wound, took out a bottle of wound medicine, and was about to apply it to Duan Shiang, but the deputy general beside Duan Shiang stopped him with a scabbard: "Wait, who allowed you to use medicine for the general without permission--"
Looking at the unsheathed sword, the doctor's hand trembled and he looked a little uneasy.
"Mei Yi, don't be rude to the doctor." Duan Shiang, who turned pale with pain while cleaning the wound, turned his head slightly and ordered, "Please ask the doctor Lian to come over."
The deputy general responded, retracted his action and walked out of the tent.
King Fanyang looked a little puzzled: "Shiang, this is..."
"Your Highness, you don't know." Duan Shiang said calmly, "My injuries have always been treated by Doctor Lian. Doctor Lian once told me that all medications must be confirmed by him to avoid the possibility of conflicts in the properties of the medicines."
This was naturally the most respectable statement, and he did not express his suspicion and vigilance in front of Li Fu.
Li Fu was already sweating coldly, but he said in agreement, "It's a good thing to be cautious. Shi Ang's life is precious, and we must not make any mistakes!"
The doctor surnamed Lian was brought over soon. He carefully examined the medicine brought by the doctor, and his expression gradually became surprised. Finally, he returned the medicine with both hands and asked, "Excuse me, is your surname Xia?"
The doctor quickly responded: "That's right."
"I've heard for a long time that there is a doctor named Xia outside Luoyang City who is good at treating knife wounds...but I've never been able to find him!" Lian the doctor bowed deeply: "Excuse me."
Therefore, there is nothing wrong with this medicine, and the doctor who prepared it is an extremely rare good doctor -
Duan Shiang understood and looked at Prince Fanyang again: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."
King Fanyang shook his head and sighed, "Only when Shiang gets better soon can I feel at ease..."
Lian the medical officer assisted the doctor named Xia in applying medicine to Duan Shiang, bandaging the wound carefully, and finally fixing Duan Shiang's arm.
After doing all this, Doctor Xia wrote a prescription for Duan Shiang. After reading it, the doctor took the prescription and left, and went to personally prepare and boil the medicine for Duan Shiang.
During this period, someone came to ask Duan Shiang about military affairs. Duan Shiang had just changed his medicine and was in so much pain that he could hardly move, so the deputy general beside him went to deal with it on his behalf.
King Fanyang asked Doctor Xia about Duan Shiang's injury and urged him to make sure Duan Shiang's arm was healed.
Doctor Xia repeatedly said: "The most important thing is to rest more..."
Duan Shiang heard some hope for recovery from Doctor Xia's words, and his attitude towards Doctor Xia softened a lot. He said, "After this battle is over, I will follow the doctor's instructions and rest well."
No matter what, he must go to this battle tonight.
But after the wound was cleaned, the piercing pain made him sweat profusely. The feeling that there were thousands of murderous intentions in his chest ready to be unleashed but his body was out of control made Duan Shiang feel a little anxious. He frowned and endured it in silence for a while.
King Fanyang saw this with concern and pity on his face, so he asked the doctor, "Is there any way to relieve the pain?"
Doctor Xia considered and said, "If the general is in great pain, maybe we can try acupuncture."
Duan Shiang, anxious to get rid of the pain, pulled off his outer robe and said, "Thank you for the acupuncture, doctor. It will be fine as long as it does not hinder my movements."
Doctor Xia agreed and took out the silver needle.
Although Duan Shiang was tormented by pain, he still looked at the row of silver needles cautiously. Most silver needles would change color when exposed to poison, but those silver needles were new and bright silver-white, and there was nothing unusual about them.
Duan Shiang then sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, allowing the other party to give him acupuncture.
As the silver needles pierced into various acupuncture points on his shoulders and arms, Duan Shiang indeed felt that the pain was much numbed, and his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
At this time, Doctor Xia, who was kneeling behind Duan Shiang, took out the last long needle, raised his hand, and was about to pierce the back of Duan Shiang's head.
Just as the long needle in his hand was about to touch the back of Duan Shiang's head, Duan Shiang suddenly opened his eyes, quickly struck with his left elbow, then stood up and raised his leg to sweep towards the doctor.
The extremely thick and long needle in the doctor's hand flew down, and the man was kicked out, knocking over the low table and knocking over the cups on it.
Prince Fanyang, who was drinking tea nearby, was so frightened that he dropped the cup in his hand. He stood up suddenly and looked at the scene in confusion: "Shiang, this is..."
Duan Shiang reached out and pulled out the silver needle from his arm, then looked at the doctor with a gloomy and cold expression on his face: "You want to kill me!"
When the doctor gave the last injection, his nervous breathing gave him away! "No... I didn't!" The doctor denied it and crawled to sit up. The next moment, he pounced on King Fanyang. At the same time, a dagger appeared in his sleeve and quickly crossed King Fanyang's neck.
King Fanyang trembled all over: "You...you unruly man, who ordered you to assassinate me?"
The doctor's voice was also trembling, and he held King Fanyang hostage and retreated: "Let me go quickly!"
Duan Shiang frowned when he saw this, but before he could figure out what was going on, he heard King Fanyang shout in horror, "Shiang...save me! Save me!"
When King Fan Yang cried for help, his face turned pale and he could hardly stand.
Or he suddenly stood up during acupuncture. Duan Shiang's head was buzzing. He tried to think quickly about the person behind this doctor. Did Li Fu want to kill him? Or did someone use Li Fu? Was it Chang Suining? Duan Shiang shook his head. In this short gap, four guards rushed in from outside the tent. One of them raised his sleeve crossbow and shot two short arrows in succession. The doctor was wounded in the back. When he fell to the ground, the dagger in his hand left a bloody mark on the side of King Fanyang's face.
Duan Shiang subconsciously said: "Leave him alive for interrogation!"
"yes!"
“Shiang…” King Fanyang looked pale as he staggered towards Duan Shiang without any manners, crying incoherently, “I almost died here…”
The buzzing sound in Duan Shiang's head became louder. He could not even hear clearly what King Fan Yang said. His vision was also a little blurry, and the paralysis in his body was getting wider and wider.
He suddenly realized that although those silver needles were non-toxic, there might be something strange about the acupuncture points they were inserted into!
During this gap, King Fan Yang had already pounced in front of him.
Duan Shiang subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the two of them, but King Fan Yang was broad and fat, and rushed straight towards him.
At the same moment, Duan Shiang's pupils shrank and then he suddenly opened his eyes wide.
The “frightened” King Fanyang was still trembling all over, and a long, trembling sigh escaped from his mouth: “Shiang…I really don’t want to die.”
Duan Shiang reached down to his abdomen and held King Fanyang's hand that was holding the dagger, while the blade of the dagger had completely penetrated his abdomen.
As Prince Fan Yang stirred in his hands, Duan Shiang could almost hear the sound of his internal organs being crushed.
Everything happened in just a moment, and Duan Shiang soon staggered and fell down. He tried to call for someone, but the voice that came out of his mouth was hoarse and weak.
The four guards in the tent were all brought by Li Fu, and the trembling doctor had been helped up.
At this time, Duan Shiang vaguely heard his trusted deputy general coming back outside the tent, and the soldier outside the tent said, "Deputy General Mei, General Duan has just left."
This was a very ordinary conversation. The deputy general did not suspect anything and walked away.
The huge pain and despair made Duan Shiang's cheeks and eyes twitch. He tried hard to get up, but fell down again, whispering in disbelief and resentment: "Li Fu, you dare to set up a trap to deceive and kill me..."
King Fanyang, with blood all over his hands, was completely exhausted. He panted and sat down on a bamboo mat beside him. After a moment, he turned to look at Duan Shiang and sighed, "Shiang, you have deceived me for so long, I can only deceive you this time..."
"You must feel bad to die at the hands of a coward who is far inferior to Li Yin." King Fanyang sighed again: "However, things have come to this point, there is no need to say more... Just go."
As he spoke, King Fan Yang raised his hand to the guards.
Blood splattered, Duan Shiang's broken voice disappeared in his broken throat, only his red eyes were filled with hatred and unwillingness.
How could he be willing to accept that his great revenge was not taken, his great ambitions were not fulfilled... and he died in such an ironic, absurd way in the army he had built up with his own hands, and in the tent of Li Fu, the puppet.
He was destined to not rest in peace, and his eyes looked as if he was about to turn into a ghost, but King Fan Yang could not care about these matters after death for the time being.
After a while, the limp King Fan Yang stood up with the help of two guards and began to arrange the next steps.
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